[chorus]
freedom to me is not in the walls of the city
freedom to me is not in the walls
freedom to me is not in the walls of the city
freedom to me
I do not feel free, when I walk down these streets
in a place where money is the only thing that speaks
never meant a thing to me, never jaded how I perceive but perpetually I watch it breed greed
[chorus]
how does it feel when it slips through your fingertips and you waste your tie in a dead end state of mind to buy these things that make you blind
I can't look around me, at humanity screaming to be freed
and the government and media subliminally telling you what you need
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022